Casey has been traveling for business this week. I don’t usually talk about it when he’s gone, but now that he’s en route back to us I thought I’d share a bit of what the C-man and I have been up to these past few days.
Even though I’m used to being at home with Cullen while Casey is at work, it feels really different when I know he’s not downtown. I did my best to plan as much as possible, and to fill up a lot of my free time so the days didn’t feel too long or lonely.
I also baked. A lot.
On Tuesday it was really rainy and gloomy outside, so Cullen and I hibernated in the house for most of the day. I entertained both of us by taking approximately 3,000 photos of him.
When the sun finally broke through the clouds in the early evening, we went for a stroll to get some fresh air, and ended up running into a friend on the trail – what a nice surprise! We walked and talked – it was great to get in some friend time after being cooped up all day.
Tuesday night Cullen went on some sort of sleep strike. He got up three times instead of his usual once, which left us both a little grouchy come Wednesday morning. Luckily we had these.
I was hosting moms group this week, so I made Ashley’s triple chocolate donuts – but I made them into mini cupcakes! This is one of my new favorite recipes. I can’t stop making them. Or eating them.
I had a freshly baked loaf of blueberry banana bread too. We always try to have some sort of snack or treat on hand during moms group since we meet during lunch.
And a big bowl of organic strawberries, so that there was something other than just baked goods.
Cullen and I picked out some favorite toys and cleared out an area where he could play with his friends. This picture cracks me up. Like, come on over guys, I’m waiting.
Of course despite the fact that he is surrounded by toys, he chooses to eat the toy basket.
His buddies came over and played for a few hours. Can you see that two of them are wearing the exact same outfit? What are the chances of that? Too funny.
After moms group we cleaned up, played together for the afternoon, and after a long round of battling him with the bottle, he went to sleep. I headed back to the kitchen to get ready for…a dinner party! Who am I?
Okay not really a party, but I had three other friends over for a fun girls’ dinner – something I hadn’t done in way too long. Actually in over a year. The entire time we’ve lived in Seattle, I have never had anyone over for dinner. Strange.
I tend to get intimidated when cooking for groups. I also worry that because I cook and write about food for a living, people will have really high expectations. And they should, you know, since I should be able to cook. And I can, but after sleepless nights and long days of baby wrangling, sometimes I feel like I’ve lost my mojo by dinner time.
But dinner was great, the food was decent, and the company was excellent.
Jen even brought an assortment of kombuchas so we could all do samplings throughout our meal. These are my people.
I stayed up too late talking with friends, and then even later trying to finish up my work. Just as my head hit the pillow around midnight, the monitor kicked on – not so fast mom. Cullen was up every few hours, seeming to need to eat, snuggle, and be soothed much more than usual. After only three hours of sleep, I finally brought him into bed with me around 5am, desperate for a few more.
We’ve all kind of been in a fog today.
After 72 hours of round-the-clock-no-one-to-help-someone-save-me baby care (and dog care!), I am more than ready to see Casey walk through the door. Although it’s not like he’s been on vacation. Poor guy has gone from Seattle –> Indiana –> Ohio –> Indiana –> Charlotte –> Seattle in just three days. So I think we’re all very ready for the weekend.
I’ve only been on my own for a few days, and many many times I’ve though about how much respect I have for single moms, or moms who deal with deployments and other circumstances that cause prolonged separations. Heroes, I tell ya.
And on that note, Cullen is up again. That’s my cue! Can you tell I’m tired?
Hurry home, dad!